Introducing old movies to the boy child

When we moved into the new place, I had to start paying for my own internet. The company I went with also did satellite tv service. I haven’t purchased cable ever — the last time I had cable was when I was living with my parents.

So of course, I did what anybody would do when first faced with cable for the first time in ages — I spent two weekends inside watching TV. I paid an extra $6 to get the DVR and am so super happy with my decision, though it has caused me to be so extremely lazy lately. I’m sure it’ll all balance out soon, but for now, we’ve been watching a ton of movies.

A couple of weeks ago, I introduced the boy child to The Princess Bride. This evolved into him acting out the swordfight between Inigo Montoya & The Man in Black all over my living room. All of Fezzik’s jokes were lost on him though because he couldn’t understand his accent. Bummer. All in all, he loved it and I was thrilled.

Introducing the boy to old movies isn’t particularly new though. I can only take so many Pixar and Disney conglomerations before I start to want to pull my own hair out. We’ve already watched and adored The Sandlot, all of the Ghostbusters movies, nearly all the Muppet movies, Edward Scissorhands, Home Alone and E.T. But now, with the DVR, I have access to all kinds of old movies on all these hundreds of movie channels that I like, you know… NEED to have.

So far, we’ve recorded a ton of old movies. Last night, we watched The Goonies and — seriously — it almost made me tear up watching him giggle and clap during that movie because I can totally remember watching it the first time. It was awesome. He even did the truffle shuffle — so much, in fact, that I had to ask him to stop. Dude doesn’t know when to stop.

So today, lazy Saturday, we’re watching another movie I recorded and I was a little shocked at the response I got from a few of my friends when I told them what we were watching.

Seriously, what’s wrong with Howard The Duck? I mean, I can’t believe it was supposed to be some dramatic masterpiece back in 1986 — is it so different than any of the stupid dude movies these days? Are we really so prejudice against fowl? I’m shocked. *scoff*

So, we’re watching it and this is how the boy has been laying the whole time: